This has yaoi. And plus if you have the hetalia disise, then I would sugest that you don't read this. Thank you for reading.
"Romano, dance with me." Spain said, in the middle of the street.
"No, you tamato bastardo." Romano said, his face red like atomato. Spain just laughed and pulled romano in.
"You remember the tango right?" Spain asked.
"Yes," Romano wispered, still red.
"Good." Spain said starting to dance. Of course, Romano moved along. They both moved expertly. Neither of them missed of them missed a step. It was as if they had done this for years. But that's because Spain was the one who taught Romano the tango.
Spain twirled Romano, which lead into a dip. Then before anything happened, the music stopped. Both Romano and Spain looked up and relised that there was a crowed around them. The crowed was holding there breath.
Spain leaned down. To keep from falling, Romano leaned up. Then they got so close that Romano could feel his breath on his he just turned away.
"Spanish baster, pull me up." Romano grumbled.
"Ok." Spain says, pulling Romano up.
Romano looked at the crowed," What the fuck are you basterds looking at!" Romano yelled at them.
Thank you for reading. I'm sorry for this being so late. But this is my first fanfiction for 2015! Please comment and also check out my wattpad, user/AwesomeSarcasticPeap. Yeah I want more people read my stories. Thank you for reading and also why don't you tell me what you want to do this year. I want to write more.